Chapter 1262

Next, Xia De and Ossenfort did not act together with Prince William. The Prince had already achieved his purpose for attending this lively banquet, so he used the excuse of having to attend an important meeting tomorrow and left early.

Xia De watched as Ossenfort and the groom, Mr. Enrikes, saw the royal heir off into a carriage at the manor entrance. Afterward, the two parted ways with Mr. Enrikes, and the burly man signaled for Xia De to follow him.

Entering the building along the stone path on the central axis of the courtyard, they happened to see the bride, Miss Mason—or rather, Mrs. Enrikes—walking from the side door of the banquet hall toward a secluded corridor of the mansion on the second floor.

"Follow her."

Stone Ossenfort said, as if he had known this lady was here all along.

At this time, most of the guests were active outdoors, so there were few people in the banquet hall to begin with, and the corridor was even more deserted. Both Xia De and Ossenfort slowed their pace, then heard Miss Mason, the bride, talking to someone around the corner of the corridor, and her emotions seemed somewhat agitated.

"I am already married—yes, today is the wedding!"

Based on this sentence alone, Xia De had already thought of many stories, but he did not believe Ossenfort had specifically brought him along just to watch this kind of thing.

The two quietly peeked from the corner, and only then did Xia De raise his eyebrows. The person Miss Mason was talking to was not a human at all, but a transparent spirit. It looked like a young man in his twenties, about the same height as Xia De, but somewhat thin.

The spirit's color was normal, and judging by its solidity, it was not very powerful; it had only remained after death due to obsession and intense emotions.

【There is some kind of malicious power in the soul, but the distance is too great to judge.】

"She" whispered a reminder.

Ordinary people cannot see average souls. Since the bride could see it, it meant this soul had a great connection to her.

"Is this the soul you wanted me to see?"

He asked Stone Ossenfort in a low voice, while the agitated Miss Mason did not notice that there were others in the corridor.

Stone Ossenfort indeed could also see the soul. This was not a very special ability; ordinary people like Princess Jelina Cavendish could now also see some souls, otherwise, all the ghost-sighting rumors from ancient times to the present would have been false.

"Since arriving at this manor, I discovered this soul haunting Maggie Mason. There will be a good show to watch."

Ossenfort said, while the conversation on the other side continued.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

Miss Mason's tone was already somewhat hysterical. Unfortunately, the soul's communication with her did not form sound through vibrating air, so Xia De did not know what the man's soul was expressing.

"I cannot let you do this. I am already married—yes, today is my wedding. And you are already dead. Leave, I'm sorry, but it's really impossible."

Miss Mason was still arguing intensely there. This lady was already quite good-looking, and today's bridal attire made her the most beautiful woman present. But her agitated expression at this moment made this makeup look exceptionally strange.

The soul ignored her, turned, moved toward the wall, and then passed directly through the wall into the manor's courtyard.

"Oh, God!"

The bride, Miss Mason, immediately lifted her skirt and chased after it. Of course, she could not pass through walls, nor could she climb out a window in her dress at her own wedding, so she ran to the other side of the corridor, wanting to enter the garden directly from the back door of the house.

Xia De and Ossenfort also followed. Miss Mason's luck was not bad; although her panicked dash into the courtyard made the guests somewhat puzzled, she still quickly found the man's soul.

At this moment, the soul was approaching the groom, Mr. Enrikes, who was chatting with guests. The latter had no reaction to the appearance of the undead.

That soul, which was not powerful but definitely not weak, watched him quietly, while Miss Mason was entangled by a group of ladies who had suddenly appeared, unable to get close for the moment.

Suddenly, an old lady walking a white poodle passed by, so the soul walked toward the dog,

and then suddenly made a threatening gesture.

"Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!"

The barking was not very loud, but the dog's eyes turned somewhat red. It suddenly broke free from the leash on its neck, jumped onto a nearby table, opened its mouth, and bit toward the groom's neck.

But fortunately, the dog was only a small one. Although people were startled, Mr. Enrikes managed to bend down and dodge the attack. Afterward, the servants hurriedly subdued the crazed dog, temporarily calming the small disturbance.

The bride, Miss Mason, was already anxious by now. She squeezed out from the ladies around her and walked quickly toward her husband. At this moment, the soul floated to the side of a ladder, where a servant was trimming the tangled ribbons hanging from a tree.

The spirit made a pushing gesture. Two seconds later, the ladder fell toward the groom without warning. Amidst the panicked screams of the people, the five or six friends beside the groom did not run, but instead helped hold the ladder steady.

With so many people sharing the pressure, naturally, no one was hurt. It was just that the servant who had been on the ladder was so frightened that he apologized repeatedly to the manor owner, and the groom generously ignored his mistake, instead showing concern for whether he was injured.

Miss Mason had finally walked over by this time. When she stood with her husband, the undead naturally did not launch another attack, otherwise, it might have accidentally harmed Miss Mason.

But even so, the undead itself still underwent some changes. Its own malice would cause the soul to manifest in different states. Repeated attempts to hurt people added a strange, ghostly green tint to the otherwise normal spirit. This was a typical precursor to becoming an evil spirit, and once this process began, it was basically irreversible.

However, this precursor to becoming an evil spirit also allowed Xia De to see more things: this soul had long been polluted, and his fall was inevitable.

Of everyone present, besides Xia De and Stone Ossenfort, only the bride, Miss Mason, could see the strange changes in the soul. She lacked Xia De's knowledge, but at least she could feel that something was very wrong. Her exquisite makeup revealed a panicked expression; she grabbed her husband's arm very nervously, then used the excuse of feeling unwell to return inside the mansion with the groom.

As for the soul, of course, it still followed them.

"Is this what you brought me to see?"

Xia De and Stone Ossenfort stood in the crowd, watching the two people and one ghost leave along the garden path. Ossenfort asked Xia De:

"Do you want to make a bet with me on what the ending of this story will be?"

Xia De shook his head:

"You said it yourself, you always win. Although I have already won against you three times, I don't want to risk increasing my losing record by betting again. Besides, I hate gambling the most."

Thinking of Xia De's exquisite Rod card skills and superb shuffling technique, a mocking smile appeared on Ossenfort's face, but at least he did not laugh out loud:

"I think you should know the illusion for invisibility, so cast an illusion for us."

Mr. Enrikes, the groom, who was supporting his wife as she claimed to be dizzy, encountered many guests offering greetings and congratulations on the way, but he did not stop, instead taking his wife directly back to the master bedroom on the third floor.

To celebrate the wedding, this room had also been decorated. Although the manor had some years on it, the room had been renovated, and a photo of the two was placed on the nightstand.

Miss Mason was helped onto the bed to rest, and Mr. Enrikes had the servants bring hot tea. But this banquet required a host to be present, so he was still thinking of going downstairs to entertain guests. However, Miss Mason, knowing that a malicious soul was currently eyeing Mr. Enrikes, did not dare to let her husband leave alone, so she covered her forehead and said with a hint of panic:

"Could you stay with me a little longer? I'm still a bit dizzy."

"Of course. Is the cold wind tonight too biting? Oh, it's all my fault; I shouldn't have insisted on opening the outdoor venue."

Mr. Enrikes said with concern and sat on the edge of the bed. Seeing this, the servants withdrew one after another. Of course, the room that seemed to have only two people,

was actually four people and one ghost. Xia De and Mr. Ossenfort had already entered the room and were standing at the door watching them.

And the couple, completely unaware of this, held each other's hands. Mr. Enrikes revealed a gentle smile:

"We are finally married, after so many things. We finally reached this day. In the future, we will still walk a long road together."

He kissed his wife's forehead, which instead made Miss Mason even more nervous. The lingering undead was becoming increasingly restless because of Enrikes's actions.

Miss Mason clearly wanted to warn her husband not to do such intimate things now, but she didn't know how to say it. And Enrikes clearly misunderstood his wife's meaning, so he gently hugged her and then tried to go further to kiss her, only to be pushed away by the even more panicked Miss Mason:

"Oh, sorry, I'm not feeling well."

She said with her head down. Mr. Enrikes did not mind, instead taking the initiative to express his apologies. He let Miss Mason lie down on the bed, then held her hand and began to imagine their life after marriage:

"In the future, we will live in this manor for many years. Perhaps after the wedding, we should completely renovate the house."

"Whatever you think is best."

Miss Mason's peripheral vision nervously observed the undead.

"Especially the other rooms on the third floor. Later, when we have children, we will need to prepare a separate nursery and a mother-and-infant room. Oh, and a smoking room. Once we have children, we can't just smoke anywhere in the house."

Mr. Enrikes seemed to have already seen those beautiful futures:

"How many nurseries should we renovate first? Maggie, I plan to have two children, preferably a boy and a girl. Of course, this can't be forced; God will give us blessings according to fate. What about you? How many children do you like?"

The undead was becoming increasingly unstable because of this sentence. Miss Mason swallowed, her knuckles white as she gripped the quilt. Seemingly looking at the four-poster bed curtains that were swaying for no reason, she was actually watching the undead undergo further changes:

"I have a headache and don't want to discuss these issues right now."

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot again. This afternoon at the wedding, I promised to take care of you for a lifetime."

Mr. Enrikes said kindly, looking at his wife with tender eyes.